A/N: Hello again! Here is chapter two of my story. Before I start I would like to thank all of my wonderful reviewers, you guys are the best! Well here's chapter two, hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I went through this last time its not mine.
"Aaaiiieee," came a loud scream from the common room, Ginny sat up startled, hoping nothing terrible had happened. A second later she learned that it wasn't anything to be worried about at all, just Neville causing accidents for others. Deciding to go back to sleep she lied back down. Huh? What's that? On Ginny's night stand a single gold rose lay, with no indication of who could have possibly left it there. The rose was beautiful, it's soft golden petals sparkled in the sunshine and it's green stem was dark and healthy.
"Wow what an amazing smell, wonder who it's from...whoever it is must be pretty talented with magic. I'll ask Hermione if she knows of any spells that can change the color of flowers," Ginny thought aloud. There was no way she could possibly fall back asleep now so she took a shower and got dressed in jeans and an apple green t-shirt. When she was dressed and ready she ran down to the common room in search of Hermione. Aha there she is!
"Hey 'Mione, do you know of any spells that can change the colors of flowers," Ginny asked hoping that Hermione wouldn't ask why she needed to know this.
"Well you could just put a white flower in water with food-coloring, that's what muggles do. As for spells, I'm sure there is one, but it would be hard to perform because flowers are living things," Hermione responded confused by the odd question, "why do you want to know anyway?" Ginny ran off to her room to fetch the flower and bring it to Hermione to look at.
"Oh Ginny, its absolutely gorgeous," Hermione stated inhaling the sweet smell coming from it, "let's get a vase and some water to put it in." The two girls found a perfect vase and displayed the flower on Ginny's night stand before going to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Hermione, Ginny! Over here!", Harry and Ron waved from their seats at the Gryffindor table. They went and sat down next to the two boys who moved over so that there was enough room. Harry, Ron, and Ginny talked about an upcoming quidditch match between Hufflepuff and Slytherin, Hermione roled her eyes and opened one of her text books.
"You shouldn't study so much Hermione!", Ginny pretended to scold her studious friend.
"You guys could talk about something other than quidditch, you know," Hermione said flatly. This was true, but Ginny had a better idea than arguing this point.
"I have an idea, how about the next Hogsmeade trip we go to that new bookstore? The one that sells muggle books," Hermione nodded in response and they agreed to go the bookstore next weekend, which was the upcoming trip.
Ginny spent the rest of her day with her friends, but her mind constantly wandered back to the rose sitting atop of her night stand and who it could have come from. As she opened her window at night she noticed how the rose looked almost silver in the moonlight. I think I'll keep you a secret until I know for sure who sent you. Hermione won't tell anyone so I don't have to worry about her saying anything.
There's chapter 2 for ya, no Draco, I know. I decided to just do Ginny's morning, I promise I'll have some Draco in the next chapter. Please review!